a lazy summer day
yep, didn’t do too much today. i guess that’s ok. i guess i’m allowed a lazy day or two, even considering that i’ve already written on this page that i don’t want to slip into one of my patented periods of worthlessness.
it’s good to be home. the little things jump out at me now. the people here are different — lower key, relaxed, nicer, working at a slower pace. i like that. i’ve never liked the feel of the big city.
i can see the sky. i was driving along Race St. toward my dad’s house and i looked out to the west over the fields. it was like an old friend freed.
sitting in front of the computer at 11pm without anna marie felt wrong. tomorrow is Sunday breakfast with the fam. i’m looking forward to that. i always do.